Newscoma

Hey, I pulled a Lynnster and fell asleep in my recliner last night. When I woke up, the dogs were staring at me with an odd combination of confusion and aggressively let me know that had to go outside and pee. This is, of course, a way of life. The blind dog, Kirby, kept running into the footrest so I just went on and got up.

Mondays. Gotta love ‘em.

As Squeegee Monkey practices Tai Chi, this morning, I’ve been sitting quietly at the side watching him do his thing, smoking cigarettes and drinking large vats of coffee. He’s a healthy guy and I wonder if I should buy him a wooden katanna. With this said, with two high-maintenance children dashing about the house and a variety of rugrats always over visiting, I’m afraid he will start bopping them on the head if he were to ever lose it. Seeing Squeegee Monkey go all Littly Bunny Foo Foo might not be of the good. Not that he would, I might, he’s a better soul than me.
All of this talk over the weekend of George Tenet has had me thinking. If you go to some sites, they are playing him as the victim. You go to others, like this one at CNN, he’s being slammed.

And I’m still amazed that Albert Gonzalez allowed himself to look so goofy in recent hearings regarding the prosecuters firings. It just seems to me covering the truth up was more important than offering the truth and dealing with the consequences. If you say “I don’t recall” 60 odd times, than say that you still make the decision but you don’t recall what the decision is, I have to just back up and wonder what the heck is going on. And those firings have nothing to do with National Security issues. It appears those firing have to do with covering up government corruption but, in the end, who knows. Just saying.

All of the recent bumblings with the leadership of this country will go unheeded, I’m afraid. It’s more titillating to sit waiting impatiently to find out who’s names are on the “Washington Madam’s” list. And that’s not a GOP thing, it’s a a sex scandal item. “Who was paying for the Monkey Fu?” You know, 24 hours a day of playing the peeping tom for our nation’s viewers. Facts, who needs ‘em, but who had to pay $300 dollars to have a night with lady of the evening, that’s what’s being offered up at news du jour.

Priorities of news have changed. They have.

With news now in a 36 hours news cycle, what should be scandalous is about the news keeping its eyes on what’s best for the American people. We’ve had three (?) shooting within the last fourteen days, and one of the IT guys at the newspaper said last Friday that it amazes him how desensitized we are to violence these days. He also said, we’ve come to expect corruption from the government from John Ford to the White House, so we put it on the backburner.

I took pause and thought about it all weekend. We do expect our leaders in this nation to do the wrong thing before they do the right things, or at least some folks have come to not be bothered about it because they think that’s just the way it is. We should be talking about the potential veto of the new Iraq bill. We should see that our nation’s government needs to come up with clear plans instead of non-binding legislation that really won’t change anything.

Power corrupts. I’m not saying there isn’t some good people who have chosen to serve in elected public office but I also believe that we, as an audience of news, expect very little these days. And not everybody is researching or trying to find what are facts instead of conjecture. I think we want to believe that everything is going to be okay. And so we don’t pay as much attention.

And those of us who are trying to keep an eye on it get labeled as a moonbat or a rightwinger when I do believe there is a place in the middle ground for all of us.

And the facts don’t change. I guess it’s our perceptions that do. And it’s got confusing between facts vs. the labeling.

Gosh, I’ve gone from talking about my blind dog and ranting about hookers and news.

Yeah, it’s Monday all day.